Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

Han Fei left Ciyan Village and headed north, followed closely by Shan Yutong. Han Fei had a slight smile on his lips, and his speed suddenly increased again. The speed of both of them was extremely fast. Wherever they passed, Pedestrians only felt a breeze blowing.

When the Divine Walking Technique was used, Han Fei's whole body was wrapped in a stream of air, and his whole body was as light as nothing. Logically speaking, the faster the speed, the greater the air resistance. However, when the Divine Walking Technique was used, Han Fei did not feel any resistance at all. , but felt that there was a push behind him pushing him forward. In Han Fei's opinion, it seemed that the air resistance in front was turned into a push, which was very magical.

"Shan Yutong, your speed is still not fast enough." Han Fei said with a smile.

Han Fei dispersed his spiritual thoughts and observed Shan Yutong while performing the magic movement. Although the magic movement was fast, Shan Yutong's speed could not shake him off in a short time. In the entire spirit master world, Shan Yu Tong's speed is the best, and he seems to have a mysterious confidence in his own speed. Qinggong is different from magic. Qinggong is driven by one's own internal force. Even if a person with advanced skills does not understand Qinggong, he can still perform it in a short time. A burst of extremely fast speed within a time period, but the level of lightness depends on two aspects. First, the skills practiced. Some skills are born with some wind attributes. Those who practice this kind of skills can be as light as a swallow. , the second is air resistance, just like Shan Yutong, when performing Qinggong, an air shield is formed in front of him. This air shield is cone-shaped and can break the air resistance very well. This is fundamentally different from magic.

Han Fei used his divine walking skills to move ahead, and the distance from Shan Yutong became farther and farther away. In Han Fei's spiritual observation, Shan Yutong's speed had reached the limit. If he accelerated any further, Shan Yutong would be far away. Shake him off, stop teasing him, and slow down.

"What spell did the Taoist cast?" Shan Yutong asked curiously.

Shan Yutong didn't care about Han Fei's ridicule. They were not on the same level at all. If he insisted on comparing them, he would just be humiliating himself.

"I'll let you experience the magic of magic. Maybe it will help you." When Han Fei spoke, he suddenly slapped a talisman towards Shan Yutong. Shan Yutong was shocked. Just as he was about to react, the talisman It had been slapped on his back. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a sudden lightness all over his body, a push came from behind, his body suddenly accelerated, a loud roar was heard in the air, and the person disappeared.

"Ah..." Shan Yutong's exclamation could still be heard in the air, and the person had appeared a hundred meters away.

Han Fei laughed dumbly. He didn't expect that this magic technique combined with Shan Yutong's Qinggong could break the sound barrier for a short time.

Shan Yutong is a master of Qinggong. After the initial fear, he quickly adjusted his body shape. Feeling this magical spell, there was an indescribable feeling of joy in his whole body. This speed was beyond his previous knowledge. , he felt this rare experience carefully, and he seemed to have touched something vaguely, but when he thought about it carefully, he found that there was nothing. He was not angry, he closed his eyes slightly and calmed down, exerted his Qinggong with all his strength, and the scenery around him turned into a He felt as if he had turned into a wisp of breeze, and was moving with the wind. He forgot himself and time, and only wanted to turn into that wisp of breeze.

Seeing that he really fell into an epiphany, Han Fei nodded slightly. He didn't expect that Shan Yutong's qualifications were so good. This guy was also a good prospect in the world of cultivation, which made Han Fei feel a little pity for his talent. .

Little did he know that after he left, Shan Yutong relied on this epiphany to embark on the path of cultivating Taoism with martial arts, and created a magical book "Wind God Jue" that was very suitable for this world. Of course, all of this That’s a story for another day, the current Shan Yutong can’t reach that level yet.

The magical talisman that Han Fei used for Shan Yutong was only the most basic one, and it didn't last long at all. By the time he reached the foot of Rongwu Mountain, it had turned into fly ash. By the time Shan Yutong woke up from that state, Later, he saw Han Fei standing aside with a look of gratitude on his handsome face. He knew that this kind of epiphany could be said to be rare in a century, but this one was worth his ten years of hard work, so he quickly bowed and saluted. Said: "Thank you, Taoist Master, for your support."

"This is your opportunity, you don't have to be so polite." Han Fei waved his hand and said, "Tell me, how much do you know about Rongwu Mountain?"

"Does Taoist Master refer to Kuanglan?" Shan Yutong asked, "No." Han Fei shook his head and said, "I am not interested in how Kuanglan became the spiritual holder of Yan'er. What I care about is the origin of Rongwu Mountain."

"The origin of Rongwu Mountain," Shan Yutong pondered for a moment, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Rongwu Mountain has a history of thousands of years, and there is no way to study its origin."

"Rongwu Mountains move with people. This kind of thing is not something that should exist in the secular world." Han Fei said.

I originally wanted to know some news about Rongwu Mountain from Li Ku, but it seemed I was going to be disappointed.

"The Taoist Master said that Rongwu Mountain is a magic weapon?" Shan Yutong asked in surprise.

"It's a magic weapon, yes, but it's just a magic weapon. Pindao suspects that someone from the magic way is refining the magic weapon here." Han Fei said, Shan Yutong nodded. As a spiritual disciple of Li Ku, he knew some things that ordinary people know. For those who don’t know, Rongwu Mountain came to Zonghuai Town with Kuanglan three years ago. The movable peak is no less than ten miles away. For such a big mountain, you can tell how heavy it is. It is not something that mortals can move. As Han Fei said, it is the greatest possibility.

"Forget it, let's go up the mountain and have a look!" Seeing that he couldn't get any useful information from Shan Yutong, Han Fei didn't bother to make random guesses.

With the speed of the two of them, it was easy to go up the mountain without alerting anyone. The two of them avoided the bandits' overt and hidden sentries, bypassing the main peak and heading towards other uninhabited places.

Han Fei needs to explore this Rongwu Mountain to see if there are really people from the demonic path refining magic weapons here. If the world of the Spirit Lord is just a story, it will not be thought deeply. If it becomes a real world, then The water in this world is a bit deep, and there are even more doubts about it. Just like Yu Wanxiong and the dead tree behind him, they should not be what should exist in this low-martial world. Where did they come from, Yu Wanxiong Are all the tribesmen really dead? What's going on with the black arm, and what is that dead tree that can talk behind Yu Wanxiong? If it is a demon, then whether there is only such a demon in the world is based on superficial speculation. We don’t know how deep the conspiracy is hidden behind it!

And in Rongwu Mountain, who built the Nili Temple? If you think about it more deeply, is the person who built the Nili Temple really dead? Kuang Lan can live for more than three hundred years. If no external force kills Kuang Lan, then it is possible that Kuang Lan can live for several thousand more years.

Based on this inference, it is possible that the person who built Nili Palace is still alive, but he does not know where he is hiding. According to Han Fei's estimation, the most likely possibility is that he is hiding in Rongwu Mountain. Han Fei couldn't help but be careless. What he was afraid of was not the spirit master like Kuang Lan, but the person behind it. It would be fine if the people who built this Nili Palace were ordinary people seeking immortality, but if, as Han Fei said, it was a master of magic who was refining magic weapons here, with Han Fei's current small body, he could use his little finger to Run him over.